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[rossiya_blue]

[If anyone happened to walk into the Ukrainian's room right now, they would see the little nation fast asleep on the table, a pink crayon in her hand, her head resting on her arms, a drawing underneath her. Despite having turned one years old, she was still much smaller than the average Ukraine, and her hair was getting longer now without her

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He's totally not a creeper, I swear

[ivan_braginsky]

Russia pokes his head into his younger sister's rooms with a smile, a plate of food wrapped in plastic in his hand. Seeing she's asleep, though, he only grins and walks quietly past her over the blue and yellowed patterned tiling of the kitchen to put it on the counter instead, taking a seat near her to watch her sleep.

Pfft~ I was hoping you'd comment 8DDD <33333

[rossiya_blue]

[She's used to waking up at a moment's notice for her siblings back home, so it doesn't take long for her to shift in her sleep, eyelids flickering, though she didn't quite wake up yet. The shift revealed her drawing, though, which showed a crayon drawn picture of her and Russia, surrounded by sunflowers. The pink crayon had been to color in Russia's scarf, but she had fallen asleep while doing it.]

[ivan_braginsky]

He grins a little seeing that little drawing, and leans over to take a better look at it, beaming-- he's sure it's not meant to be him specifically, but he still likes the drawing, and he pets her hair softly.

"Ah, sestra, did you have a good nap~? Ne ne, I did make you a bed, too, you know." The Russian chuckles and sits back to watch her again, eyes narrowed in content.

[rossiya_blue]

[As her blue green eyes opened, panic ran through her, momentarily forgetting where she was, thinking she was back home and that it was her Russia's hand on her hair, probably angry that she wasn't up already. It wasn't until she heard the other's voice that she relaxed, a soft sigh coming from her. Brushing her hair out of her face, she smiled up at her brother.] Da~ I can't draw in bed though..[Sitting up, she glanced down, a squeak coming from her as she saw the drawing, flipping it over so he couldn't see.] Y-you didn't see it, did you? It's not done yet..